Chapter 3: Light's Out.
/...\- Morton Rainey's own thoughts.
(...)- Shooter inside Mort's head.
'...'- Jenibelle's thoughts.
*...*- Dreams.
Don't own anything associated with Secret Window, or Morton Rainey or anything like that. (I sure do wish that I owned Johnny Depp though...)
Living alone in the middle of the wilderness isn't exactly some people's ideas of luxury. But for Jenibelle Weston, it felt just right. People always thought of it to be a discomfited way to live. All of the people who populated the town in Tashmore Lake County had families and neighbors and friends. Not Jenibelle. Jeni loved living alone on the west side of Tashmore Lake, with acception of her dog, Leena.
Jennibelle just moved to Tashmore Lake County and was not familiar with the lake and it's history. Well, the history of Tashmore Lake is more about Morton Rainey, and the murders. The first time Jeni heard about the murders, she felt intrigued. Jenibelle greatly respected Mr. Rainey and always loved his published works. She never gave it a second thought, until now.
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/Why? Why did I stop her? I am so stupid!\ Mort smacked himself in the head a few times, then paused. /I didn't think I would like her so much. I don't know why I like her so much.\
Mort paced back and forth a few times in front of the red couch he slept on last night, thinking about what should hapen if...just maybe, he didn't leave Jeni. /I guess I like her...I like her a lot.\
"Mort, I don't want things to get weird just because of what happened back there," Jeni had entered the living room and was watching Mort pace.
"Things aren't weird, they're not weird, but I seriously must be going, I need to get back home and back to where I belong," Mort was getting exasperated and panicky.
(Mr. Rainey, I think you've fallen in love with this girlie, haven't ya? I think you liike this one.)
"SHUT UP SHOOTER!" Mort's voice echoed through the house, possibly the acres surrounding the house.
"Mort, are you okay? I just think you should sit down and have something to drink, I'll be right back," Jeni quickly made her way into the kitchen.
Morton sat on the couch with his head in his hands. He was breathing heavily and kind of panting. (Mr. Rainey, I do not see why you gotta get so upset over this. I'm just gonna kill the girl anyway and we can go back to livin' alone, the way it's supposed to be.)
/I am not leaving her, now I'm not. Knowing that you're after her. No way man. Screw you Shooter.\
(You've got another thing comin', Mr. Rainey. You just wait.)
Mort felt something lift of of him. He felt more relaxed and at ease. Jenibelle returned with the drink. "This is the finest lemonade in Tashmore Lake County," Jeni said, setting the glass down on a table in front of Mort.
"Thanks." Mort gulped down the beverage quickly then got up and headed towards the door. "I really need to get going, thank you for all-" Mort stopped dead, he just saw Shooter standing behind Jeni with a smirk on his face. Mort just shook his head and stared behing Jenibelle, making her uncomfortable.
"Are you okay, Mort?" Jeni backed up and ran into Shooter, though she didn't know it.
Shooter smiled and stroked her shoulder suggestively. Mort screamed and ran towards Shooter and landed on the floor.
"MORT!" Jeni knelt next to him on the floor.
/I just made a complete idiot out of myself.\ Mort turned on his back and looked up into Jeni's eyes. "I can't leave you here alone, you're not safe."
Jeni nodded and helped him up, still not fully aware that Shooter is still in her presence. She laid Mort on the couch and watching him gulp down some more of his drink before falling back into a comfortable pillow.
"I think that you need a nap, Mort, just lay down here for a while and I'll take care of everything," Jeni took his glass back into the kitchen.
Mort closed his eyes, then opened them, then closed them again, and then let them stay closed. Then he let himself drift into an uneasy sleep.
*(Mr. Rainey, I think that this girl is distractin' you and you need to get out of here. I'll getcha outta here if ya want. I can cause a little somethin' to happen.)
/No Shooter, stay away from her, I'll..I'll.\ Sudenly Mort was being thrown over a cliff, and as he was falling, he felt this sensation of something joining him. His facial appearance changed, Shooter was suddenly forming as Mort.*
"AHHHHH!" Mort sat up, sweating and breathing heavily. Jeni came downstairs wearing a sports bra and sweat pants. Mort quickly turned his head.
"Mort!" Jeni said, then she looked down and realized what she was wearing. "Oh shit." Jeni grabbed a blanket from the back of a nearby chair and wrapped it around her like a towel.
There were candles lit everywhere. "Why are there candles?" Mort asked.
"The lights went out a couple of hours ago, I lit these about twenty minutes ago," Jeni said, sitting next to Mort on the couch. "Is everything okay? Everytime you wake you seem to be having some type of bad dream, or a nightmare."
Mort nodded his head slowly, taking in everything she said. /It's not safe to stay here and keep her in anger, but, if I leave I'll still be endangering her.\
"Mort?" Jeni waved her hand in front of his face. "Are you listening?"
"Erm, yes. Okay," Mort grinned and this made Jeni a little bit more comfy.
"I'm glad that you pay attention," Jeni laughed and felt someone touch her in the dark, she could see Mort's face in the candle light.
"I want to protect you," He said. Jeni could feel his breath on her cheek. She got goosebumps. He then gently brushed her lips with his. She kissed back, harder this time. 'I'm glad I lit those candles.'
Mort smiled in the dark, and he kissed Jeni once more before he sent her up to her bed. /Mystery drives them wild.\
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In the morning, the candles had died down, Mort and Jeni were sleeping in seperate rooms and Leena was restless. She had heard many things that night, many things that didn't include her master. A strange man in a hat was intently staring at the two people all night. This made Leena mad and she growled a few times, which apparently made the man mad.
"Moooortttoon," Jeni whispered downstairs. He wasn't there, this worried Jeni. 'Where could he be?' Jeni looked all over the house.
Jenibelle opened the bathroom floor, only to find Mort there, getting into the shower, completley nude. All Mort could do is jump into the shower, hitting his knee on the sliding door and banging his head on the shower head.
"Oh my god, Mort, are you allright?" Jeni walked farther into the bathroom.
"I didn't know that you were awake, I figured you wouldn't mind if I showered here while you slept."
"Not a problem, I'm going to start with breakfast," Jeni then headed downstairs. She was cooking some omlettes when she heard a knock on the door. "Be right there!"
Jeni set fown the spatula and headed towards the front door. A man with a black hat was standing there. At the same time, Jenibelle opened the door and Mort walked out of the bathroom. "DON'T OPEN THE DOOR, JENI!"
Shooter raised his hand, screwdriver and all.
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Good? Well, I'll probably update later on today since this is kind of a cliffhanger then I won't leave you guys hanging on up until next weekend when I'm back at the grandparent's. Thanks for my 3 reviews, I couldn't be happier!
/...\- Morton Rainey's own thoughts.
(...)- Shooter inside Mort's head.
'...'- Jenibelle's thoughts.
*...*- Dreams.
Don't own anything associated with Secret Window, or Morton Rainey or anything like that. (I sure do wish that I owned Johnny Depp though...)
Living alone in the middle of the wilderness isn't exactly some people's ideas of luxury. But for Jenibelle Weston, it felt just right. People always thought of it to be a discomfited way to live. All of the people who populated the town in Tashmore Lake County had families and neighbors and friends. Not Jenibelle. Jeni loved living alone on the west side of Tashmore Lake, with acception of her dog, Leena.
Jennibelle just moved to Tashmore Lake County and was not familiar with the lake and it's history. Well, the history of Tashmore Lake is more about Morton Rainey, and the murders. The first time Jeni heard about the murders, she felt intrigued. Jenibelle greatly respected Mr. Rainey and always loved his published works. She never gave it a second thought, until now.
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/Why? Why did I stop her? I am so stupid!\ Mort smacked himself in the head a few times, then paused. /I didn't think I would like her so much. I don't know why I like her so much.\
Mort paced back and forth a few times in front of the red couch he slept on last night, thinking about what should hapen if...just maybe, he didn't leave Jeni. /I guess I like her...I like her a lot.\
"Mort, I don't want things to get weird just because of what happened back there," Jeni had entered the living room and was watching Mort pace.
"Things aren't weird, they're not weird, but I seriously must be going, I need to get back home and back to where I belong," Mort was getting exasperated and panicky.
(Mr. Rainey, I think you've fallen in love with this girlie, haven't ya? I think you liike this one.)
"SHUT UP SHOOTER!" Mort's voice echoed through the house, possibly the acres surrounding the house.
"Mort, are you okay? I just think you should sit down and have something to drink, I'll be right back," Jeni quickly made her way into the kitchen.
Morton sat on the couch with his head in his hands. He was breathing heavily and kind of panting. (Mr. Rainey, I do not see why you gotta get so upset over this. I'm just gonna kill the girl anyway and we can go back to livin' alone, the way it's supposed to be.)
/I am not leaving her, now I'm not. Knowing that you're after her. No way man. Screw you Shooter.\
(You've got another thing comin', Mr. Rainey. You just wait.)
Mort felt something lift of of him. He felt more relaxed and at ease. Jenibelle returned with the drink. "This is the finest lemonade in Tashmore Lake County," Jeni said, setting the glass down on a table in front of Mort.
"Thanks." Mort gulped down the beverage quickly then got up and headed towards the door. "I really need to get going, thank you for all-" Mort stopped dead, he just saw Shooter standing behind Jeni with a smirk on his face. Mort just shook his head and stared behing Jenibelle, making her uncomfortable.
"Are you okay, Mort?" Jeni backed up and ran into Shooter, though she didn't know it.
Shooter smiled and stroked her shoulder suggestively. Mort screamed and ran towards Shooter and landed on the floor.
"MORT!" Jeni knelt next to him on the floor.
/I just made a complete idiot out of myself.\ Mort turned on his back and looked up into Jeni's eyes. "I can't leave you here alone, you're not safe."
Jeni nodded and helped him up, still not fully aware that Shooter is still in her presence. She laid Mort on the couch and watching him gulp down some more of his drink before falling back into a comfortable pillow.
"I think that you need a nap, Mort, just lay down here for a while and I'll take care of everything," Jeni took his glass back into the kitchen.
Mort closed his eyes, then opened them, then closed them again, and then let them stay closed. Then he let himself drift into an uneasy sleep.
*(Mr. Rainey, I think that this girl is distractin' you and you need to get out of here. I'll getcha outta here if ya want. I can cause a little somethin' to happen.)
/No Shooter, stay away from her, I'll..I'll.\ Sudenly Mort was being thrown over a cliff, and as he was falling, he felt this sensation of something joining him. His facial appearance changed, Shooter was suddenly forming as Mort.*
"AHHHHH!" Mort sat up, sweating and breathing heavily. Jeni came downstairs wearing a sports bra and sweat pants. Mort quickly turned his head.
"Mort!" Jeni said, then she looked down and realized what she was wearing. "Oh shit." Jeni grabbed a blanket from the back of a nearby chair and wrapped it around her like a towel.
There were candles lit everywhere. "Why are there candles?" Mort asked.
"The lights went out a couple of hours ago, I lit these about twenty minutes ago," Jeni said, sitting next to Mort on the couch. "Is everything okay? Everytime you wake you seem to be having some type of bad dream, or a nightmare."
Mort nodded his head slowly, taking in everything she said. /It's not safe to stay here and keep her in anger, but, if I leave I'll still be endangering her.\
"Mort?" Jeni waved her hand in front of his face. "Are you listening?"
"Erm, yes. Okay," Mort grinned and this made Jeni a little bit more comfy.
"I'm glad that you pay attention," Jeni laughed and felt someone touch her in the dark, she could see Mort's face in the candle light.
"I want to protect you," He said. Jeni could feel his breath on her cheek. She got goosebumps. He then gently brushed her lips with his. She kissed back, harder this time. 'I'm glad I lit those candles.'
Mort smiled in the dark, and he kissed Jeni once more before he sent her up to her bed. /Mystery drives them wild.\
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In the morning, the candles had died down, Mort and Jeni were sleeping in seperate rooms and Leena was restless. She had heard many things that night, many things that didn't include her master. A strange man in a hat was intently staring at the two people all night. This made Leena mad and she growled a few times, which apparently made the man mad.
"Moooortttoon," Jeni whispered downstairs. He wasn't there, this worried Jeni. 'Where could he be?' Jeni looked all over the house.
Jenibelle opened the bathroom floor, only to find Mort there, getting into the shower, completley nude. All Mort could do is jump into the shower, hitting his knee on the sliding door and banging his head on the shower head.
"Oh my god, Mort, are you allright?" Jeni walked farther into the bathroom.
"I didn't know that you were awake, I figured you wouldn't mind if I showered here while you slept."
"Not a problem, I'm going to start with breakfast," Jeni then headed downstairs. She was cooking some omlettes when she heard a knock on the door. "Be right there!"
Jeni set fown the spatula and headed towards the front door. A man with a black hat was standing there. At the same time, Jenibelle opened the door and Mort walked out of the bathroom. "DON'T OPEN THE DOOR, JENI!"
Shooter raised his hand, screwdriver and all.
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Good? Well, I'll probably update later on today since this is kind of a cliffhanger then I won't leave you guys hanging on up until next weekend when I'm back at the grandparent's. Thanks for my 3 reviews, I couldn't be happier!